After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

When Zheng Jihua learned that she had woken up, he immediately sent someone to fetch her.

Yan Yun was unwilling to go, so the maids carried him to Zheng Jihua's side on a reclining chair.

Zheng Jihua was too heartbroken to say a harsh word, and had her servants prepare a lot of snacks and gifts to help Yan Yun calm his nerves.

Those exquisite dishes could indeed whet one's appetite, but the person in front of them had no appetite.

Yan Yun leaned back in the recliner, lost in thought, a sight that pained Zheng Jihua deeply.

The poor child must have been terrified.

He had Yan Yun brought closer, and he reached out to comfort his child.

But Yan Yun dodged his outstretched hand halfway through.

Yan Yun didn't want to stay there any longer, so he stood up and ran away.

Zheng Jihua called her urgently, and she almost fell off the bed.

"master."

The maids behind him cried out in alarm, but Yan Yun didn't stop.

The servant reached out to stop Yan Yun, but Yan Yun slipped out from under his arm and escaped.

Zheng Jihua was afraid that someone would hurt her.

"Let her go, and have the old woman go with her."

As Yan Yun ran, she thought that the only place she could stay was the Zheng residence. She was filled with anger and resentment. When she recalled the Yan residence, which had now become someone else's, she felt a deep sadness.

They ran to the back garden.

She looked down at her hands, thinking of the old man who had died. She had actually used these hands to end a person's life. Yan Yun sighed and clenched her trembling hands into fists.

She leaned against the stone table in the garden, lost in thought.

The Zheng family is getting better and better, but the Yan family has disappeared, and the concubine who took her life has become the legal wife.

Everything was telling me that the only thing that hadn't changed was myself.

She couldn't accept it all, yet she couldn't stop it all.

She felt a deep sadness. She had once thought she could change things, but now, in this state, there was no turning back. Gazing at the pond before her, she felt a complex mix of emotions.

She stood up as if possessed and jumped straight inside.

"Miss!"

Along with the splash of water, there were other sounds.

Yan Yun fell into the water, and in his ears was his mother's voice, which sounded like a demon.

"How could I have given birth to such a cowardly and incompetent daughter? I should die and go to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer."

Yan Yun jolted awake, her eyes snapping open. She was now fully alert; the inability to breathe after choking on water and the sudden influx of mud into her mouth had instantly extinguished any thoughts of dying.

She barely survived, so why did she so easily choose this path again?

No, she doesn't want to die.

Driven by an intense will to survive, she reached out and grabbed the hand that was offered to her as if it were a lifeline.

They pulled her up from above with force.

Yan Yun lay on the edge of the pond, panting heavily. The feeling of surviving a disaster was not pleasant. She looked up at the boy in front of her.

His anxiety and heartache were genuine.

"Miss, how could you do such a foolish thing?"

He hesitated.

Yan Yun knew what he was going to say. The fact that he was able to appear here so quickly meant that he must have seen him jump.

Although she initially intended to use him, she is now genuinely grateful for his life-saving grace.

The boy looked at her soaked clothes and wanted to call for someone to come over.

Yan Yun pulled him back and shook her head. She waved to the boy, telling him to go first.

The boy held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.

Yan Yun wanted to say that she was fine, but when she saw the people rushing over, she shut her mouth.

The maidservant turned pale with fright when she saw Yan Yun by the pond.

News of the beating of the maids had just spread when the young lady lay dying by the pond. Terrified, the maids rushed forward and shoved the boy to the ground.

They helped Yan Yun up.

"Miss, ma'am."

Yan Yun shivered as the cold wind blew through his body.

The boy wanted to take off his outer robe and put it on Yan Yun, but was stopped by the maid with a stern voice.

"What are you doing! You dare to do something so against the rules."

The boy tried to explain that he saw the young lady was cold.

Before he could explain, the servant who followed behind the maid kicked him to the ground.

This matter can't be kept from the master any longer. The only way to extricate ourselves from this is to find a scapegoat.

And the boy in front of me is him.

Yan Yun could tell what the servant was thinking just by looking at his eyes, but before she could stop him, she spat out a mouthful of dirty water.

The maidservant quickly relayed the message, "Take Miss back immediately."

Yan Yun was unable to break free and was sent back, while the boy was left in the backyard.

Zheng Jihua received a message from a servant saying that someone had pushed the young lady into the water. Zheng Jihua didn't even care about the divine doctor and had someone push her over there.

The miracle doctor advised Zheng Jihua that this was a critical moment and that she should not make any rash moves, but Zheng Jihua coldly warned the miracle doctor.

“Sir, she is more important to me than my life.”

The miracle doctor simply didn't want to ruin his reputation, so he went with Zheng Jihua.

After being helped to change his clothes, Yan Yun wanted to go find the young man, but was stopped by his concubine.

Seeing Yan Yun soaking wet, the concubine lashed out at the maids again. As for this outburst, it was less about worrying about Yan Yun and more about venting her anger on behalf of the old woman.

She wanted to assert her maternal authority, but when facing Yan Yun, she couldn't muster any temper at all.

Zheng Jihua rushed to the pond.

The boy's mouth was swollen and bleeding profusely, and the outer shirt he had just taken off seemed to ignite a fire in Zheng Jihua's eyes.

"You'd better explain to me clearly what the situation is."

As expected, the servant shifted all the blame onto the young man, since he had indeed failed to watch the young lady fall into the pond.

After hearing this, Zheng Jihua ordered the pond to be filled with soil.

As for the beaten boy, Zheng Jihua showed no pity for him, who was already spitting blood. He ordered, "Break his hands and feet and throw him out of the mansion."

The servant shuddered, feeling absolutely certain that he had made the right choice; he couldn't bear to think about what would have happened if he had been in that situation.

The boy was in tears. He raised his head, wanting to explain again, but someone standing next to him noticed and almost kicked him in the face.

The miracle doctor also took this opportunity to see that face clearly.

He called to the servant.

"stop."

The servant glanced at the boy and knew he couldn't stop until Zheng Jihua told him to. He raised his stick to strike the boy.

When the physician couldn't stop his attendant, he spoke up and engaged in conversation with Zheng Jihua.

"Lord Zheng, please stop."

Zheng Jihua ignored them. He could give the miracle doctor other things, but no one could interfere in his daughter's affairs.

"Sir, this is my family matter."

The boy let out a painful scream as the stick struck his arm, and the divine doctor strode down to block it in front of him.

"I beg Lord Zheng to grant me the honor of gifting this man to me."

The miracle doctor is making an exchange.

Healed his leg himself, and the person in front of him gave it to him.

Zheng Jihua did not agree immediately.

“If the divine physician wants to have an attendant, he can choose anyone from the Zheng family. This person in front of us is nothing special.”

"Lord Zheng, I believe in first impressions."

"Does the miracle doctor really need this person?"

"Yes."

The two had been treating each other with utmost respect not long ago, but now they are at odds with each other.

Meeting the calm gaze of the divine physician, Zheng Jihua finally ordered the servants to stop.

The boy was lucky to have his last breath.

The physician helped him up himself, and he told his servant to take Zheng Jihua back to wait for him.

He looked at the boy in front of him and said, "Consider yourself lucky."

Yan Yun was bewildered by the concubine's presence. Although her anger had just begun to cool, it was reignited by the concubine's presence.

She looked at Yan Yun and rebuked him.

“You were never raised by my side, so naturally I don’t expect you to be close to me. But have you forgotten that I am your mother? I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you. I brought you into this world so that you would help me, not harm the people around me.”